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Happy Birthday

No Sunrise on the Reaping spoilers bc that book fucked me up and I need a happy ending for Haymitch.

Haymitch hated his birthday.

For obvious reasons, of course. Before winning the Games, it meant the Reaping and watching two neighbors be sentenced to death. After, it was just a reminder of what he had lost. And his only birthday gift was the boy and girl he’d watch die in the days to come. It had taken ages of prodding and several bottles to find out when his birthday even was. You were awash with guilt when he drunkenly answered the 4th of July. 

Now, there was no Reaping. Still, every year, Haymitch insisted on nothing for his birthday. You asked every year anyway because you thought he deserved something special. And finally, when the memory of the Reaping and the Games are far enough away, Haymitch relents.  

“Something small. Don’t throw me a whole damn party.” 

His words repeat in your memory as you go through his kitchen. His house–or rather, your house with the amount of time you spend here–is still somewhat of a mess. But things are better than they were before. The bedsheets hung haphazardly to block the light are replaced with curtains and open for once. The pantry has real food in it now, not just alcohol.  The many bottles littered across the house have turned into a semi neat pile on the counter. 

You decide on cupcakes and a simple butter frosting. It wouldn’t be like Peeta’s, but it’s small the way Haymitch wanted. They don’t take long to complete and you’re finished before Haymitch wakes up. You hide them behind some pickled vegetables in the refrigerator you know Haymitch’ll never eat. Just in time, too, because Haymitch is coming down the stairs as you shut the door. 

“You make me breakfast?” he asked. 

“Just coffee,” you lie. 

Like usual, you pour the fresh pot into mugs. Sugar and cream for you, black for Haymitch. You’ve noticed lately he skips the usual addition of a flask into his mug. Not that he’s sober–you’re sure he’ll never quit the bottle.  Now it’s just to “keep the shakes away” and not a daily drowning of his sorrows. You like him better this way and you think he knows it, too.

Mornings are easier for the two of you. You fall into a comfortable silence while sipping coffee, and that’s how the rest of the day is. The summer heat makes both of you lazy. You water the garden. Haymitch feeds the geese. The rest of the time is spent sitting on the shaded porch, drinking cold lemonade from mason jars and wishing fall could come sooner. You don’t bring up the date so neither does Haymitch until late in the evening. 

“You’ve got that look in your eyes again,” Haymitch said, looking at you sideways.

“What look?”  you ask. 

“Like you’re plotting something,” Haymitch replied.

You sigh because he’s caught you. Either you wear your heart on your sleeve or he’s more emotionally perceptive than he looks. Probably both. You tell him to stay put and disappear to the kitchen. When you return with the cupcakes, Haymitch doesn’t look pleased, but he doesn’t look upset, either. 

“You said nothing big,” you shrug, trying to appear nonchalant. The truth was that you were hoping you didn’t step over some unspoken boundary.  Haymitch takes the cupcake from you and eats half of it in one bite. He’s silent for a good minute and you’re sure you’ve screwed things up when he speaks. 

“They’re good. Not Peeta’s, but they’re good,” Haymitch said. 

Coming from Haymitch, that’s as much as as a thank you. You tap your cupcake against his as a cheers and eat them in the same easy silence you had at breakfast. The two of you sit on the porch until after the fireflies disappear and Haymitch’s finished with his last drink.  In bed, when you whisper “happy birthday” and kiss his temple, Haymitch doesn’t hate his birthday as much as usual. It might be a reminder of everything he’s lost, but it was also a reminder that he still had you for another year. Even if he has to hold you a little tighter to make sure of it.

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Fanfiction is so silly. I am playing with my dolls and people are coming over to watch. Some of them even clap and give me compliments. And when I'm done playing, I can go and watch other people play with their dolls.

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Anyone who writes transmasc! Reader fanfics deserves a sweet kiss on the cheek

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It's Okay-- Shigaraki x Reader drabble

Nobody talks about what it'd be like to be on the other side of watching Shigaraki get taken over by All For One so I will

When Tomura was sleeping, you could pretend everything was okay. 

You could pretend that  Tomura hadn’t disappeared with the Doctor for four months to “get stronger”. That he hadn’t come back so wrong. That he wasn’t so disturbingly similar to All For One now. While he was asleep, you could close your eyes, too, and pretend his hair was still blue. You could pretend that the mechanical noises in the background were just his gaming sets, not the machines keeping All For One alive on his throne. You could lay your head on Tomura’s chest and pretend you were just getting comfortable, not listening for his heartbeat to find some semblance of the old him. If he sleepily placed his arm around you, you could pretend it was really him, not whatever thing that’s inside of him trying to win you over again.

 For these few hours, you had a respite from worrying about everything that had happened, because you could pretend none of it had. You could pretend you weren’t being watched by All for One or trying to figure out what was wrong with Tomura. You were at home, cozied up next to him after a hard mission. 

When Tomura was sleeping, you could pretend everything was okay. Even for just a moment. 

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Hello I hope your having a good day I would like to request a shigaraki x reader hc on how you think he’d be in a romantic relationship with reader do you think he’d be a good bf or bad? And how would he be before and after the mla

If you don’t want to do this or it’s braking any rules they just ignore it

You get me he definitely changes and I think about it a lot

(pretend i didn't get this ask in feburary)

Shigaraki Relationship Headcanons

Pre MLA:

It’s not that Tomura’s a bad boyfriend on purpose. He just doesn’t know what the hell he’s doing. 

It’s hard for him to believe that you actually want him in the first place. You’d have to reassure him every once in a while that you do love him and need him around. On the outside, he’ll brush it off and say he knows that already, but it does make him feel better. 

In a relationship, he’d be pretty selfish. He’d put his goals with the League first, even if it ends up negatively affecting your relationship. Once he’s set on a task, the most important thing to him is completing it regardless of what happens to him. He’ll ignore your protests of it being too dangerous or time-consuming until he gets it done. 

It’d be different every day with him. On some days he’s clingy and wants you within arm's reach all day, and on other days it seems like he wants nothing to do with you. 

You’d have to deal with his tantrums, too. Sometimes he’ll take it out on you and other times he wants you there to listen to him rant about it. It’s unpredictable. 

He’d have a hard time displaying affection–instead of actual words, he’d let you pick out the game you’ll play together for once or randomly come back from an outing with your favorite food.

Physical touch is rare with Tomura, too. Even if you figure out some way to block his Quirk, he doesn’t trust it. He just can’t risk destroying something as important as you. The countless incidents of accidentally dusting things hold him back from touching you. 

 He won’t even risk falling asleep on the couch with you, let alone sleep in the same bed as you. 

When he does feel like he can touch you, the most you’ll get is your pinkies being linked or three fingers resting on your thigh.

Post MLA:

Still doesn’t fully know what he’s doing but it’s getting better! 

Tomura’s more aware now. His goals still take precedence, especially with attaining All For One being so near, but he’ll think of you more. He sees how upset you were after he’s almost killed by ReDestro and realizes he probably needs to think more about your feelings too. 

He’s much more likely to listen to you–if you plead for him to stay and not move onto another dangerous mission so quickly, he’ll sigh and agree begrudgingly, wanting to make you happy. 

He’s more mature now, too. His tantrums are basically gone, but when he’s frustrated with all these new people in the MLA, he’ll still use you as the person to vent his frustrations too. He knows you'll listen to him without being annoying about it.

Tomura’s still not big on verbal affection, but with the new money from the MLA, he’s able to get you whatever you want. The most romantic words you’ll get from him are “I got you this” and an expensive present tossed in your lap. 

If you’re a member of the League/MLA, he does tell you that he values you much more than the others. In his mind that’s almost like saying he loves you.

He’d still have his days where he wanted to be left alone, but they’re much less dramatic than before. He'll sulk by himself for a bit but won't be as rude about it.

The biggest change is physical touch. Now that he can choose when Decay activates, he needs to make up for all the times he wanted to touch you and couldn’t. 

It doesn’t matter what you’re doing–playing games together, reading, sleeping, even at an  MLA meeting–Tomura wants to be touching you. He’s constantly near you, arms wrapped around you or a hand on your body. Your space is now also his space.

Forget needing your own room in the Gunga Mountain Villa. He wants you around almost all the time, including being in bed with him.

He’ll only agree to let you go when you need to use the bathroom or something similarly urgent.  Touching you is his way of showing he loves you and needs you, even if he won’t say it. 

Overall, he’s much more attentive and mature than before, even if he still doesn't know what he's doing.  

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How They Comfort You

(luffy, nami, sanji, zoro, usopp)

with the east blue five because i miss pre time skip one piece

edit: over 300 likes?! tysm i didnt think my random thoughts would get so far

Luffy

As goofy and dumb as he usually seems,  Luffy is actually pretty perceptive. 

If he notices you sulking by yourself, he’ll plop right down next to you, holding a big juicy stick of meat to share with you

Food always makes him feel better, so it should make you feel better, right? 

If you want to vent your troubles to him, he’ll nod along with a very serious expression and not understand any of it. At least he’s trying! 

If you cry, he’ll panic for a second before making silly faces to distract you and eventually cheer you up

Overall, he’s not great with what to say, but his presence and (somewhat helpful) attempts to make you feel better are comforting 

Nami

Out of all the Straw Hats, she’s the best person to go to for comfort 

She’ll actually ask you what you want, if you need advice or words of comfort, she’ll give them to you, and if you just want a hug or silence, she’ll do that instead 

Nami’s a hugger, so her go-to is to give you a warm hug anyway.

If you’re on an island, she’ll treat your sadness with retail therapy. Even if you don’t buy anything, trying on different outfits or looking at whatever you’re interested in helps take your mind off things 

If you’re really inconsolable, she’ll offer you something from her treasures she knows you’ve had your eye on. Only as a last case scenario, and she insists it’s a one time thing (it won’t be) 

Sanji 

Obviously, he’s going to cook for you. 

Sweet, savory, salty, whatever your comfort food is, he’ll make it as soon as he notices you’re sad. 

Although he already bends over backward for you anyway, he’ll be even more compliant with anything you ask for to try and make you feel better. 

If you smoke, he’ll  offer you a cigarette and some kind words to tide you over 

If you don’t, he’ll still give you solid advice or comfort to make you feel better. He’s pretty logical and is able to figure out how to solve whatever you’re going through.  

Zoro 

Zoro knows when something is wrong, but doesn’t really know what he’s supposed to do about it. 

If you’re sulking, he’ll sigh and sit with you until you break the silence. If you don’t want to talk and just need someone to be with you, he’s your guy. 

Zoro will give you solid advice if you ask for it, but won’t sugarcoat it. It’ll be blunt and straightforward.

 If you want comforting words for him, you’ll get them, but he’d rather just pat your head and listen to you vent. 

He’s one of those people who doesn’t know what to do when someone cries in front of them, so it’s a little awkward if you start crying. 

If you initiate it, he’ll let you cry into his chest and tell you it’s okay (partially because he doesn’t know what else to say). 

He’s not great at comforting you, but he tries his best

Usopp 

Usopp relies on humor and lies not fully true stories to cheer you up. 

Whenever you’re sad, he’ll come up with a tale of a grand adventure to take your mind off things 

Whatever he’s talking about, it’s so absurd that you find yourself laughing through your tears, or so indignant on proving what he’s saying is false that you forget  your troubles

He won’t let you be sad by yourself either–if he notices you’re sulking, suddenly the ship has a random repair he absolutely needs your help on, he needs your help with canon practice, any excuse to pull you out of your sadness 

If that doesn’t work, he’s always willing to listen to what you have to say and has surprisingly good advice on how to feel better 

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reunited

summary- you know there's something wrong with shigaraki, but you can't help ignore it.

random drabble abt shigAFO i couldn't get out of my head

You knew it wasn’t real.

You knew from the way his eyes were glazed over, from the way he didn’t sound like himself, from the way he just seemed wrong, that it wasn’t real. 

All For One could try to placate you all he wanted, telling you that it was “only temporary” and “nothing to concern yourself over”, but there was something wrong with Tomura. He wasn’t himself anymore. The man you had grown to care for had been replaced with an empty husk. The only emotions he ever displayed lately were agony or rage, and those probably stemmed from All For One’s own feelings.

Because of this, you knew it wasn’t real when Tomura wrapped his arms around you. You knew the soothing apologies he murmured softly in your ear weren’t real. Neither was the way his hands moved gently down your back with all five fingers, easing the tension from worrying about him for so long. He had never done anything like this for you, ever. 

 You knew it wasn’t real, and the logical part of your mind screamed at you to push him off, to tell whoever this imposter was that you didn’t want this. 

Yet, relief washed over you anyway. You knew it wasn’t real, but your body couldn’t help but react to the feeling of being pressed against Tomura. You told yourself you just wanted the warmth of another human being again, but you really only wanted Tomura.  Even if his body was different now, lengthier and swell with muscle from so many new Quirks, you just wanted him. You hadn’t had a chance to be this close to him since before he had the Quirk transplant, five very long months ago. As much as you wanted to hate it, you relished being close to him again, no matter how real it was.  As his fingers dug into a particularly sensitive knot in your back,  you felt your knees buckle. Tomura held you tighter as you clung to him, enveloping your senses with just him.  

You knew it wasn’t real, but for your own mind’s sake, you would pretend it was.